If it was anyone's business but their own, Cooper would share this as an example as to why Belle was the perfect woman. The invitation aside, she was as cool as if they'd awakened in their own bed.
And, well, there was the invitation. She was really some woman.
Easing himself off the bed with a grin, he chortled softly. "You know I can never resist you." Even if he wanted to -- and he never did. Lifting his hands above his head, his shirt was peeled off -- it landed behind him on the bed somewhere in a little ball. They'd worry about cleaning up later.